You Like me! You Really Like Me!
I like people. Well, most of them. And I like being liked. I was never the popular girl in school (except when people needed help studying for AP exams) and have always been quite shy, which I think has only fueled my desire to be well-liked. To fit in. To conform.
And even though I've been willing to step out every now and again and say or write things that may be unpopular, to live my own life and not one predetermined for me, I still haven't let go of one thing--being liked.
Being liked feels good. It's validating. It's comforting. It's comfortable.
But life isn't always about comfortable.
I try to be kind and compassionate and friendly. But sometimes, people aren't going to like me. Or what I say. And it needs to be okay.
Life isn't always about being liked. It's about LIVING.